On Thanksgiving day in 2005 I wandered downtown Phoenix taking pictures of everything I could fit in my viewfinder. You can find the full gallery here.
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There is an ‘experimental walnut orchard’ next to my neighborhood, and the clouds were really pleasant today with the light rain. I couldn’t get it all in one exposure, so I tone mapped these three.
Been working on this panorama in my spare time. It is stitched together from 129 images from my roof.
I’m enjoying making fractals now, and I’m looking to find other ways to be creative.
[Cowboy Bebop is] like my environment of what I’d love life to be. Chasing across the solar system as a bounty hunter with cool jazz music in the background and film noir feel.
Me.
I’ve been wanting to write in here for a while, because the best part about writing about my inner thoughts is rediscovering my inner child. As a boy, I was a very curious, daring, energetic, and always questioning the physical reality that existed around me. Photography has been my primary tool for disseminating the world to be studied later, for I am a social scientist as well as a curious observer.
My first camera had 110 film, however I never had the money to develop most of the pictures I took. I wanted to take pictures of everything, from an ancient and majestic Saguaro cactus to cracks on a sidewalk. I remember being scolded for wasting film on supposedly unimportant and unlikely subjects, yet feeling overjoyed to see the results and look deeper into the picture than I had time to in person.
My heart taught me to learn from everything and try to understand why. Why beautiful plants in nature wither in the summer and re-grow triumphant in the spring. Why the creations of man are afflicted by time, and whether human consciousness transcends the limitations of one persons’s accomplishments. Why, for that matter, anything at all exists.
I learned through my cameras over the years, taking a hundred thousand pictures in the process, that experimentation with trial and error and more error that what you believe you know at any given point will someday become superseded by yet another more remarkable truth. I grew the belief that if I should stop trying, stop trying to reach beyond the boundaries of a mortal vantage and technological disadvantage that I would cease to be who I am entirely. It is through the gifts of innovation and the motivation to use everything that I know to learn more that I have become the man that I am.
For if we are to exist for such short periods known as life, why else should the reason for its briefness be except to endure, experiment, and enjoy all wonder that exists among us?
